My Evil God Girlfriend (gl) 45

Chapter 45: Misunderstanding

A low hum filled the elevator, the air thick with the combined scents of too many people crammed together. Someone coughed nervously, the rustle of clothing adding to the cacophony.

But Xiang Er heard none of it. Her heart soared, her ears filled only with Shen Yuhe’s words.

She didn’t even dare look at Shen Yuhe, the words echoing in her mind like a bell, a final declaration, a beautiful bubble adorning her mundane life, like a blossoming peach tree in spring.

A peach tree bloomed in her heart, its branches swaying gently, its fragrance sweet and intoxicating, but she had to suppress the feeling.

After a long moment, she finally managed a soft:

“Mm.”

No denial.

Shen Yuhe smiled in satisfaction, the sound muffled against Xiang Er’s shoulder.

The elevator was a confined space, packed with strangers, yet Shen Yuhe and Xiang Er, huddled together in the corner, their hair intertwined, their breaths mingling, were in a world of their own.

In the midst of the noisy world, they were completely together.

The elevator doors opened, fresh air rushing in, the crowd dispersing quickly. Shen Yuhe stood up and walked out, Xiang Er following closely behind.

It was Xiang Er’s first time riding in a police car. Fortunately, it wasn’t a patrol car with bars on the windows, just an ordinary sedan. General Manager Cheng, as the plaintiff, sat in the front passenger seat, Xiang Er and Shen Yuhe in the back, the others taking a separate car, following behind, all heading towards the police station.

Xiang Er’s mind now turned to the matter at hand. She wasn’t afraid of General Manager Cheng’s accusations; it was clearly his fault, she had nothing to do with it. She was wondering if she could just hand over the small eyeball, the Evil God’s remnant, to the police. Surely the authorities had ways of dealing with such things, that’s what always happened in novels.

But could ordinary police officers even see the small eyeball?

As she was pondering this, the small eyeball in her sleeve suddenly moved, its tentacles crawling up her arm, towards her shoulder, its round body squirming against her wrist, as if trying to escape the confines of her sleeve!

Her arm was on the side away from Shen Yuhe, and Xiang Er quickly pressed her hand against her sleeve, pinning down the tentacle, and carefully tried to pull the eyeball back down, but it was no use, the small eyeball, like a stubborn calf, was incredibly strong, almost bursting out of her sleeve!

Shen Yuhe, noticing her movements, looked at her with a questioning gaze. The two people in the front hadn’t noticed anything yet.

Xiang Er pulled her arm behind her back, trying to act natural. She even smiled at Shen Yuhe, as if to say everything was fine, but she didn’t know if Shen Yuhe understood. Her dark eyes remained fixed on Xiang Er.

“You…”

Shen Yuhe’s beautiful red lips parted, and Xiang Er’s eyes widened, glancing at the two people in front, shaking her head frantically, silently pleading with Shen Yuhe not to say anything here, it would cause a misunderstanding!

Shen Yuhe obediently closed her mouth, but her gaze, filled with curiosity, remained fixed on Xiang Er’s arm.

Xiang Er took a deep breath, her other hand pressing down on her sleeve, and silently pleaded: Okay, stop moving, I won’t give you away!

The small eyeball immediately froze, its tentacles retracting.

So obedient… it was almost frightening!

For the rest of the journey, the small eyeball, as if having received a promise, remained perfectly still.

But a chill ran down Xiang Er’s spine. Did this mean that the small eyeball… could hear her thoughts all along?

Was this the small eyeball’s ability, or Akhe’s?

Did this mean that the Evil God had been able to hear her thoughts all along? Did It know everything she was thinking?

Was this… the terrifying power of a Evil God? Omniscient, omnipotent, able to hear everything?

A cold sweat broke out on Xiang Er’s forehead. She had vaguely sensed Akhe’s omnipotence before, but she hadn’t thought about it carefully, trying to avoid its mental pollution. Now, thinking back, if the Evil God could project messages directly into her mind, then… it could surely do the reverse!

Perhaps, to a Evil God, hearing her thoughts was as easy as breathing!

It had been listening all along!

It could hear everything!

Xiang Er’s mind was flooded with memories, and she tried to recall if she had had any particularly outrageous thoughts during the time she had been entangled with the Evil God.

Well, her thoughts had been outrageous almost constantly. She had wanted the Evil God to leave, to hand It over to the authorities, to make It disappear from the world completely. She had even prayed to Guanyin, Buddha, Yuanshi Tianzun, God, and various other deities, hoping they would intervene, imprison the Evil God like Sun Wukong under the Five Finger Mountain, punishing It in all sorts of ways!

Thinking about it… perhaps Akhe, by granting her wish and leaving, had heard her silent pleas, her desperate rejection, had known how much she loathed It.

Even a Evil God knew that forcing someone wouldn’t work.

Xiang Er’s perception of the Evil God shifted slightly. It had actually listened to her true thoughts, which was… unexpectedly… considerate?

Xiang Er was startled by her own thoughts, then chuckled wryly. It was rather ironic that only after Akhe had left did she realize that It wasn’t so bad after all, a classic case of closing the barn door after the horse had bolted.

Well, Akhe had probably found a new, willing follower by now. They had parted ways, there was no need to dwell on it. Xiang Er thought.

“I don’t.”

Shen Yuhe suddenly whispered beside her.

A cryptic, out-of-context remark.

“What?”

Xiang Er turned to her, puzzled.

Shen Yuhe’s eyes, like intelligent amber in the depths of an abyss, clearly reflected Xiang Er’s face, a precious and beautiful fossil preserved within.

“I said, I don’t have anyone else.”

Shen Yuhe’s words were still cryptic, and after saying this, she turned away without waiting for a reply.

For some reason, looking at her expressionless profile, her body language… Xiang Er felt that she seemed… angry?

Why was she angry? What was she angry about? Xiang Er hadn’t done anything, she had only thought about Akhe, but what did that have to do with Shen Yuhe?

It wasn’t until they arrived at the police station and started giving their statements that Xiang Er put the question aside. It was her first time giving a statement, and she didn’t know the procedure. The police were quite polite, leading her to a small room and asking her to describe what had happened in the office.

Xiang Er, slightly nervous, told the truth, emphasizing General Manager Cheng’s attempted sexual harassment, her expression a convincing portrayal of fear, distress, and vulnerability.

Soon, she was taken out to watch the security footage with General Manager Cheng and the others. The footage clearly showed General Manager Cheng reaching out to touch Xiang Er, then suddenly recoiling before grabbing his own arm and slamming it against the desk. Xiang Er, startled, had stood up and walked towards the door, where Shen Yuhe, arriving just then, had led her away.

After they left, General Manager Cheng had continued his frantic outburst in the office, slamming his injured arm against the desk, breaking the bone, then hitting his head against the coffee table, throwing himself against the wall, each impact violent and self-destructive, as if possessed, until he was finally taken away by ambulance.

The police, having watched the footage, looked at General Manager Cheng with a mixture of disbelief and annoyance.

General Manager Cheng continued to rant and rave, even trying to attack Xiang Er, before being restrained by the police.

“You monster! You did this to me! What did you do to me?! Huh?”

Held back by two police officers, he still tried to kick and lash out, frothing at the mouth like a rabid dog.

Shen Yuhe, who had been standing quietly at the back, suddenly strode forward and slapped General Manager Cheng hard across the face, twice!

The two slaps stunned him into silence, his face quickly reddening, then darkening, swelling like two loaves of bread.

Shen Yuhe’s face remained expressionless, not a trace of anger or disgust, as if she had simply washed her hands.

After slapping him, she turned and walked towards Xiang Er, protectively putting her arm around her waist, her expression softening:

“Are you alright? Are you scared?”

Xiang Er shook her head:

“No, he can’t scare me.”

Her experience with Akhe had significantly raised her tolerance for such things. Even in his crazed state, General Manager Cheng was just a human, there was nothing to be afraid of.

She looked at Shen Yuhe’s hand and said with concern:

“I hope you didn’t hurt your hand.”

Shen Yuhe smiled, raised her right hand, the one she had used to slap him, and held it out to Xiang Er, palm up:

“Then blow on it for me.”

The police officers and other people in the station all pretended to look away, but their ears perked up, a good show to watch, two beautiful women, how interesting, and some juicy gossip to overhear.

Under their watchful eyes, Xiang Er pushed Shen Yuhe’s hand away:

“This isn’t the place…”

Shen Yuhe, slightly disappointed, withdrew her hand:

“Then remember to blow on it for me when we get home.”

Xiang Er blushed and nodded.

The eavesdroppers’ ears practically perked up: Oh my god, what did they just hear? These two beauties, they lived together!

They looked at the two women again, one cold and domineering in her long black dress, her slap like a martial arts master’s strike, the other slender and vulnerable in her white dress, looking frail and pale, protected by the woman in black, even the object of her affection… Oh my god! What a perfect couple!

The young people in the station were excited and surprised. Who would have thought that they could not only witness a good show at the police station, but also find a new ship to stan!

Their gazes intensified, fixed on Xiang Er and Shen Yuhe.

The police officers were reprimanding General Manager Cheng, while others explained the situation to Xiang Er, Shen Yuhe, and the rest, apologizing for the misunderstanding. Xiang Er’s supervisor and the others were mostly irrelevant, their statements brief and inconsequential.

“Alright, thank you for your cooperation. We’ll handle the rest with Mr. Cheng. You can leave now.”

Shen Yuhe nodded coldly and walked towards the exit, Xiang Er following hesitantly.

It was another overcast day, the sky a pale white, like a sheet of paper pasted over the window, the city outside blurry and indistinct. Xiang Er looked back at the ordinary, bustling police station, then at the lively street outside, and thought for a moment.

She couldn’t just leave like this!

She suddenly turned and walked back into the police station, addressing the officer at the entrance:

“Can I have a private room, please? I have something to show you.”

The officer’s expression turned serious, and he called over two colleagues, a man and a woman, who led Xiang Er to an interrogation room.

Xiang Er looked up and called out to Shen Yuhe, who was standing at the entrance, looking stunned:

“Wait for me here! I’ll be right back!”

Shen Yuhe’s eyes widened, her expression turning serious.

Xiang Er entered the interrogation room.

She didn’t see that, the moment she entered, a sudden gust of wind swept through the street outside.

A violent wind, snapping branches, whipping through the streets, almost lifting pedestrians off their feet, their screams mingling with the cracking of trees and the honking of car horns, a symphony of chaos!

And Shen Yuhe turned around and slowly walked back into the police station, her eyes dark and deep, a swirling sandstorm raging behind her.

She strode towards the interrogation room, her long legs carrying her swiftly.

You still… can’t tolerate even a small part of me?

You only like this skin, this disguise, don’t you?

You loathe the real me this much?

Foolish… foolish human!

The unnatural wind followed Shen Yuhe into the police station, computers crashing to the floor, papers flying everywhere, people clinging to pillars, screaming:

“Where did this wind come from?!” “Aaaaaah! Close the doors, close the doors!” “I can’t get through, the wind is too strong!”

Almost all the furniture and objects were swept away by the wind, walls crumbling, even the building itself seemed to tremble, people scrambling to save whatever they could, doors slamming shut then bursting open, locks flying off, chaos everywhere!

Only the interrogation room where Xiang Er was remained untouched, like the eye of the storm, a quiet sanctuary amidst the chaos.

Only the beautiful woman in the black dress, her face cold and resolute, walked steadily through the wind, reaching the interrogation room, her gaze like a rose-thorn sword, piercing through the glass.

And then… she saw that Xiang Er’s sleeves were neatly covering her wrists, the small eyeball inside quiet and obedient, no trace of the tentacles visible.

And Xiang Er was showing the police officers… her employment contract?

Shen Yuhe frowned, and the wind instantly vanished.

She stood at the doorway for a moment, then silently turned and sat down on a chair, exhaling softly.

So… she wasn’t handing over the small eyeball to the authorities. She didn’t hate it that much… that part of It.

Was this what humans called a misunderstanding?

Then, the feeling of a misunderstanding resolved, was quite pleasant.